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ils me demandent où j'ai été
il est venu me prendre par la main
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
bien que je sois peu en tant que toutes les petites choses
parmi les montagnes j'ai erré
donc je ne puis pas
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
le long d'une rive
dans des nombres mournful
dites-moi
bonne femme

 



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